So dear son number two has been telling me for a year that he can't see very well. Of course I was convinced that he just wanted some
uber, cool glasses like his best class mate so, I brushed it off as him wanting the next "best thing". After all, when I was about his age, I tried to convince my own mother that I, too, was in need of glasses (I thought it would be cool to wear them). To this day I have no need for corrective lenses so I was quite certain that my son didn't either. As parents aren't we great at comparing our offspring to ourselves?
While visiting our pediatrician for a routine visit, Carter failed his eye exam. "See Mom, I told you I can't see". Still convinced that he somehow "threw" his eye exam but wanting my son to hear it from a
REAL eye-doctor that his eyes were just fine, I scheduled an appointment with the local
optometrist for two days later. While speaking with the receptionist I told her my reservations and asked if the doctor could actually tell if my sons eyes were bad or if he was just "faking". She assured me that the doctor would not only be able to tell if he was "faking" but she could tell what type of corrective lenses he would need if glasses were required.
To make a long story short, Carter WAS in need of glasses. I feel rather guilty that he should have been wearing them all along. Another chapter in my should-a, could-a mommy book. Now we have one very happy young man (that can see), $320 less in our bank account and a story that won't soon be forgotten. I have to admit I think he did a great job picking out his frames and I don't think it will take long to get use to his new look.
